Nuts and Bolts
Chapter 6
Author's Notes: Lots of random stupid humor in this chapter. Behold our perverted and random senses of humor! Yeah. Consider it something to make up for all the angst soon. ^^; *cough* o.o;
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Blues lay staring at the ceiling silently. He was so damned exhausted, yet he couldn't rest now, not after what Rock had said. He'd never really thought about dying. He knew he was old, and that his body was going to wear away and shut down on him one day, but that had always seemed so far off. He'd never really found any of Wily's creations to be a true threat- Even Forte. A bit immoral, and perhaps a bit of a danger to Rock, but not really a threat. But now... He knew this new robot of Wily's was going to be a completely different story, something which worried him.
"Hey... Room for one more?" Forte asked sleepily, leaning against the doorway and rubbing his eye tiredly. "I don't mind sleeping on the lab table, but...." Damn, why had he come here? He sounded so weak that he suddenly wanted to turn tail and run back out of the room. "I mean.. I thought maybe.. you could use the company..." He trailed off as Blues pat the mattress beside him and couldn't resist a slight smile, making his way slowly over to the bed. Something had happened to him over the past month, Rock and Blues made him feel so strange. So.. wanted? He wasn't really sure what the feeling was, but it was a pleasant one.
"So....do you trust me?" Forte asked. He snuggled up closer to the two of them, disregarding his pride for the moment to answer the one question burning in his mind. He was right next to them, damnit, and if he so chose he could have attacked the both of them and caused significant damage, if not killed them both right away. Surely that meant something....?
Blues shrugged. "Gee. I wonder about that." He looked at Forte significantly. "Because it makes me so very not suspicious of your motives when I see your lips glued to Rock's out the window."
Forte grinned. "Twice more than you, still." He chuckled, then quieted down as Rock stirred slightly. "Really, Blues...you're going to have to do something before we all kick the bucket." He got a grunt for that comment, and sighing, he fell asleep. Rest was needed if they wanted to put off dying a little more.
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"Dr. Light! I'm here to help with whatever you want to work on!" Rock chirped, feeling well-rested and content. He had woken up surrounded by Forte and Blues' arms, and the warm contentment of the morning had made him comforted and pleased. He had put the inevitable out of his head for a while, and was ready to work on X some more. "What are we doing today?"
"Ah...Rock." Light walked out of a dark room connected to a lab. "Once again, I have to ask you to please not ask too many questions about this part. We're....well. We're making X anatomically correct, and this is very delicate work..." He coughed, face turning slightly pink. "So I will need your skills to do this. I might do something unfortunate with these old bones."
"Alright!" Rock cocked his head. "What is that, though? Am I like that?"
".....yes, Rock, you are." Dr. Light's face was red. "But this is a little different. Now, if you'll just come with me...and please. No questions."
Rock gave a mental shrug and followed his creator into the lab, settling down by him and stared at the page of blueprints open over X. "Oh, it's a penis!" Rock exclaimed happily. He knew what that was. He had one too. At least he was working on familiar ground-something which pleased him greatly. It was easier to work with something he understood. Well... Sort of. He still wasn't sure what it was for, at least on robots. As far as he knew, it was just something boys had.
"So, we're going to build the penis?" He asked curiously, and Dr. Light turned an even brighter shade of red. He sputtered out instructions to Rock, something which confused the boy- the doctor had never had a speech problem as far as he knew- then exited the room as quickly as possible.
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The next couple days were filled with Rock staring at the plans then back to the actual appendage itself, working meticulously. Forte popped in from time to time and made bizarre jokes Rock didn't understand, only to be chased away by Blues within moments. He could tell their fighting was only play, however. They seemed to be getting along a lot better, something which made Rock even happier.
Rock gave a contented sigh, carefully attaching wires from X's penis to the rest of his anatomy. Somehow, despite the fact that they had their lives on the line, almost guaranteed horrible deaths... Rock felt lighter. His dad was talking to him again, he didn't have to fight Forte anymore- they were even friends, and his brother was getting along with his new friend. He found he couldn't even bring himself to hate X anymore- Rather, he hoped to live long enough to actually meet him.
"Looks like you're almost done with that." Blues stated suddenly, looking up from the chip he was fusing to a circuitboard. "You must be relieved." He smiled at him, standing up and walking over to admire Rock's work. Wow. Blues found he couldn't stop staring. "He's. ah.. well, he's really anatomically correct." He sputtered- why was everyone so tongue tied?- as he double-checked the plans to make sure Rock hadn't messed up the scale. Nope. The scale read 5:1, and Rock's work looked rather... accurate. Damn, what was Dr. Light thinking when he designed that?
"Why would I be relieved?" Rock asked curiously. Why was this appendage so important? He gave a small giggle. "Yeah, he is really anatomically correct!" He exclaimed, pointing to the patch of hair X was sporting below the belt. He assumed this was what Blues spoke of, after all Rock didn't have hair down there. He'd even checked to make sure.
Blues stared at him incredulously for several seconds before breaking down into a rather loud fit of laughter. "Rock... You..... Get over here!" He put Rock into a headlock, and the two scuffled for a few moments, thoroughly delighting the boy. Rock hadn't rough housed with his brother in ages.
Forte popped his head in the door again, fully intending to make another lewd comment and get another confused look from Rock, and rolled his eyes when he saw Blues and Rock nearly wrestling on the floor, Rock giggling constantly and a grin on Blues' face. "My, my. What's going on here?" Rock sat up and waved at Forte. Blues surprisingly didn't look upset either. Damn. They were in a good mood, so no taunting...but at least there wasn't all that damn tension that had been lingering around for days.
He raised an eyebrow. "Hello, what's this?" Forte said, wandering over to stare at the finished job. Woah. No wonder Dr. Light was embarrassed. "He's really...yeah." Blues nodded, and Rock looked confused. "Lucky bastard Rock gets to work on him and we miss out on the fun, ne, Blues?" Rock looked even more confused, and Blues turned slightly pink and nodded, a smile on his face.
"Probably why he made Rock do it, Forte. You pervert."
"Hey!" Forte walked over and gave Blues a playful shove. "You would have done the same as me. Taking a freakin' job in a strip club." He was shoved back, and soon the three 'bots were tussling on the floor, interrupted only when Dr. Light wandered back in the room.
The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "If you three are done fooling around, I have some diagnostic tests to run." He smiled slightly, pointedly not looking at X's body on the table. "Say, Forte, weren't you working on the armor?"
Forte pulled himself up off of Blues, who in turn was half on Rock and gave Dr. Light a sarcastic grin. "Yeah, I was. I'm finished now, threw your plans into the trash." He smirked at Dr. Light's stunned expression, and continued. "I mean really, old man, who taught you how to design that crap? Look at Rock and Blues. One good hit to the chest, and they're toast. No protection at all. So I took my armor, found a design less tacky, and gave the guy some real protection." He tapped his chest, to indicate what he was referring to.
Dr. Light smiled slightly and shook his head. Forte could be rather rude in making his point, but he was right. Armor was not Light's area of expertise. He'd designed all his robots to enjoy a peaceful and tranquil life- Not war after war. "Well, as uh.. nice as the thought was behind what you did, you really should show me what you're going to do before doing it, Forte. Still, let's have a look at your armor, and see how it turned out." He smiled and allowed Forte to lead him out of the room.
Rock stared after them, then giggled and collapsed back down from the position he'd been in. "Guess we kinda forgot ourselves, huh? At least nothing got broken." He allowed Blues to help him to his feet, and smiled. "Come on, let's go run those diagnostics with dad!" He grabbed Blues' hand and dragged him out of the room.
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Dr. Light was huddled around several sets of armor Forte had designed, and found there wasn't one he could disprove. "Excellent, Forte. However, one set of armor really would have sufficed."
Forte smiled, really liking this compliment thing, and quickly explained. "Every piece has different abilities and strengths. I figure if Wily doesn't fight fairly, and builds robot after robot with different powers, we could one up him and build different suits that do the same thing...." He trailed off, rubbing the back of his head. "Well.. unless you think it's a bad idea. I mean, I was just-"
Dr. Light pat him on the back encouragingly. "It's a great idea. We'll.. just have to figure out where to put them all." Turning to Rock and Blues, he waved the two of them over, then led everyone to a small computer monitor. "Alright, let's get these tests done with." He pressed a few keys, and several lines of information began racing across the screen.
"Dad?" Rock interrupted with, eyes still locked on the monitor. "Did you see X's penis?" He smiled happily as Blues and Forte covered their mouths, snickering, and Dr. Light coughed loudly.
"Yes... ahh.. good job, Rock." He finally managed, face bright shades of red.
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Rock smiled happily, eating the cookies Roll had brought them happily. "I luff it whehn theyhr stiill hot!" He exclaimed, mouth full. He was tired again, it had been three days since they'd last rested. Yet Dr. Light still slept the least of them all, working relentlessly.
"I'm worried about Dad, though..." He said, stuffing another cookie in his mouth. "W're n't slpng." He swallowed, looking at Blues and Forte. "I mean...we have to be way ahead of Wily, right? The four of us with just him?" He looked over at Forte. "What do you think?"
Forte shrugged. "I don't know. Probably, but he actually works faster than you think...." He thought about what he'd seen last time he went to the lab. "Heh. He has this freakin' girly-bot, tons of blonde hair, probably going to be a bloody sex toy for him on the side." Blues made a face. Rock looked confused. "But if we're lucky, and the 'bot goes berserk, he might end up killing Wily and give us enough warning to get stuff in order. I don't think Wily would just sit idly by while it goes after him; there'll be some sign."
Blues shook his head. "That's just so wrong." He looked up at Forte warningly. "Forget the sextoy thing, pervert. But to think that we're most likely going to end up using Wily's death as a sort of alarm...it's kind of morbid, don't you think?"
A shrug. "Not like I give a fuck about the old bastard." Forte sighed. "All the same...we might want to start thinking about defense. What we're going to do. X isn't going to come to our rescue, you know, what with the testing Light wants to do. Any ideas?"
Rock refrained from commenting on what Forte said about Wily. He'd hate for the man to be killed, as awful a person he was, yet he knew that Wily had given Forte a hard life. "Yeah... We need to find somewhere to protect ourselves and X... Maybe we can hide him." He spoke up with, finishing his cookie. "If he can't find X he can't kill him!"
Forte rolled his eyes. "Oh, and it'd be so easy to hide that capsule, with all the power running into it." He laughed bitterly, reaching for a cookie. "We're better off hiding like ostriches!" Blues started when Forte said that, and reached out, grabbing his hand quickly.
"Wait, what?" Forte stared back at him and his eyes lit up suddenly. The two glanced over at their partner quickly, sighing at the boy, whose mouth was chock full of cookie. "Rock.... Are you thinking what we're thinking?" Blues pushed, grinning. It was perfect. They could run electricity through the floors into.... it just might work!
Rock continued to stare blankly. "No. Sticking our heads in the ground isn't going to help us hide. Why don't we just build some stuff under the ground instead? It'd be a lot easier to hide if he couldn't see our bodies." He smiled at them sweetly, taking a gulp of his milk, and Blues suddenly found himself wondering if the old man had forgotten one of Rock's installation disks.
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"Ugh....." Forte grunted, rolling over onto his side. They were on the floor with an enormous piece of paper, drawing up blueprints for a secret lab, to be hidden far beneath ground level. The damned thing had been a pain from the start. First they had to find a depth far enough to be undetectable. Then they had to figure out a way to build it, without collapsing the house in the meantime. Finally, they settled on a method for that.
Next came the building material. Dr. Light, as it turned out, was rather well off, so buying the materials had been no problem, it was getting them from point A to point B that gave them trouble. They were far stronger than humans, especially in their armor, but Rock, Blues and Forte were still only able to handle so much weight. They now worked on X's room itself, which was on its 14th revision. It was taking so much time; too much time, really. By now it had already been nearly two years since Forte defected, and there was no end to the work in sight, especially with this new project added on. "We really don't have time for this crap." Blues mumbled in agreement with Forte's groans. "We're seriously running out of time. Wily doesn't have to worry about all this. He just needs to build the robot itself."
"Why don't we slow him down some more?" Rock offered, smiling.
"I'd hate to shoot you down, but I'm sure he's increased security tenfold after last time." Forte sighed, stretching onto his back and pushing Rock over onto his side with his foot, receiving a small giggle. "What do you think, Blues? Can we pull it off in time, or do we risk going back there?"
There was a long moment of silent thought as Blues considered it. "....I think we might have to risk it..." He said finally. "It's more dangerous than I'd like...but it's true, we do have this to work on, and a bunch of other defenses we might want. It wouldn't be bad to keep ourselves alive for a little while longer." He shook his head, noting how all of them were automatically assuming they were going to die. Surely they hadn't gotten that pessimistic? They were screwing themselves over by doing that. "We could corrupt Wily's computers...but one of us is going to have to stay here to help Dr. Light. He can't do this alone." Both him and Forte looked at Rock.
"Hey!" Rock began to pout. "Why do I have to stay behind?" Both his friend and his brother glared at him. "...fine." He let his head sink to the floor. "I...guess someone has to stay behind, just in case...." He trailed off. "Go tell Dr. Light, then. I'll keep working."
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"This is so stupid." Forte growled, dashing through the hallways. "Be the distraction for Wily and the others, he says. Keep everyone busy, he says. Fuck, where the hell is that bastard Blues anyway?" He ran around another corner, hoping like hell that Blues was getting his shit done.
Blues, meanwhile, was in Wily's lab, working hurriedly before the doctor returned and he had to leave. He glanced over his shoulder at the motionless, near-complete body of the nameless robot. It was creepy as hell, and he half-expected the blonde to open his eyes and grab him as he uploaded the virus to Wily's computers. It was just something simple, to keep him busy for another month or two. Physical damage to the robot would do nothing. Wily had replacement parts all over, and he'd be back on track in days if Blues wasted his time smashing things.
"There," He muttered, grabbing his shield, and he was just about to get the hell out when he noticed the robot's programming scrolling across a screen across the room. ...Maybe he could take another couple of minutes...
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Forte dodged several shots at his feet, returning fire, then turned a sharp left, punching in the code to open the door there. Shit! Maybe he was making too good of a distraction.
"Fuck!!" He growled loudly, punching in random codes, one after another. That bastard had changed the combinations. He'd probably been anticipating something like this from the start!
A shot grazed his cheek and he dodged instinctively. He was cornered, he had been relying completely on this door being able to open. He began to punch codes faster and faster, dodging whatever shots were fired at him. God, those twats needed some serious training. They couldn't hit the broad sign of a barn. His smirk died instantly as a shot hit the back of his chestplate, scorching it. "Okay, now I'm mad!" He yelled, then kicked the door. "Open goddamnit!!" He heard more shots being fired, none of them coming close to hitting him, then suddenly a body was pressed against his and an arm snaked out, punching a code into the box.
"Nice distraction." Blues smirked, resting his chin on Forte's shoulder. "Running yourself into a corner. I changed the combinations so no one would be able to get at you, and you go and do that." He gave Forte a small nudge forward, past the door, then glanced back as it slid shut behind them. "Let's get the hell out of here."
Forte glared back at Blues, blushing lightly at the contact they'd had, then nodded slightly. "Yeah, before you try and kill me again." He began to lead his partner down the halls quickly, stopping only to allow Blues to open the doors. "You know, you could have told me you were going to do that." He stated pointedly.
"Ah, but what about the element of surprise." Blues received a sour look from Forte. "Maybe next time you'll think twice before trying to jump my brother's bones." He poked Forte's chest, then led them through to the teleportation room. "Speaking of Rock, we'd better get back there before he gets bored without us. "
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Rock lay flat on his back with his leg in the air, and balanced a pencil on the tip of his toe by the tip. In short, Rock was bored. Extremely bored. "Why do they get to have all the fun?" He sighed. " 't was my idea." He turned his head, throwing his audience a sulky look. "It's not fair, is it?" Gospel lay stretched on his side, sleeping while Rush simply wagged his tail, waiting for a treat. "At least you guys understand." He smiled, tossing them both a cookie.
Rock smiled at his two doggie companions, taking a cookie for himself and chewing on it slowly. Where were those two? He was beginning to get a little worried.... what if they were dead? What if they were hurt and about to be tortured? He sat up, worrying some more...then blinked as he heard a door open and Forte and Blues strode in. Well, Blues strode in. Forte just shuffled irritably. He smiled at them. "Hello, guys!" He stood up and dashed over to give Blues a hug, then detached to give another one to Forte. "I was starting to get a little worried."
Forte smirked as Rock rested his head on the taller boy's shoulder. He stuck his tongue out at Blues. Hah. Let the brother-lusting pervert see that Rock liked him more after all.
"Anyway, we have to get back to work." Blues sighed. "We're fine, Rock. I managed to get the virus going, and Wily will be annoyed as all hell." He grinned. "And when he's irritated, he won't work as well as he usually does. Gives us a few more weeks, at the least."
Forte rolled his eyes, detaching Rock from his torso. "You're a dork. Now hurry the hell up, this building shit is heavy."
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Ending Author's Notes: Aaaand so the fic just keeps going.
Next chapter: Natural blondes, some people have sex, and the angst REALLY begins. ^_^
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Author's Notes: Lots of random stupid humor in this chapter. Behold our perverted and random senses of humor! Yeah. Consider it something to make up for all the angst soon. ^^; *cough* o.o;
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Blues lay staring at the ceiling silently. He was so damned exhausted, yet he couldn't rest now, not after what Rock had said. He'd never really thought about dying. He knew he was old, and that his body was going to wear away and shut down on him one day, but that had always seemed so far off. He'd never really found any of Wily's creations to be a true threat- Even Forte. A bit immoral, and perhaps a bit of a danger to Rock, but not really a threat. But now... He knew this new robot of Wily's was going to be a completely different story, something which worried him.
"Hey... Room for one more?" Forte asked sleepily, leaning against the doorway and rubbing his eye tiredly. "I don't mind sleeping on the lab table, but...." Damn, why had he come here? He sounded so weak that he suddenly wanted to turn tail and run back out of the room. "I mean.. I thought maybe.. you could use the company..." He trailed off as Blues pat the mattress beside him and couldn't resist a slight smile, making his way slowly over to the bed. Something had happened to him over the past month, Rock and Blues made him feel so strange. So.. wanted? He wasn't really sure what the feeling was, but it was a pleasant one.
"So....do you trust me?" Forte asked. He snuggled up closer to the two of them, disregarding his pride for the moment to answer the one question burning in his mind. He was right next to them, damnit, and if he so chose he could have attacked the both of them and caused significant damage, if not killed them both right away. Surely that meant something....?
Blues shrugged. "Gee. I wonder about that." He looked at Forte significantly. "Because it makes me so very not suspicious of your motives when I see your lips glued to Rock's out the window."
Forte grinned. "Twice more than you, still." He chuckled, then quieted down as Rock stirred slightly. "Really, Blues...you're going to have to do something before we all kick the bucket." He got a grunt for that comment, and sighing, he fell asleep. Rest was needed if they wanted to put off dying a little more.
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"Dr. Light! I'm here to help with whatever you want to work on!" Rock chirped, feeling well-rested and content. He had woken up surrounded by Forte and Blues' arms, and the warm contentment of the morning had made him comforted and pleased. He had put the inevitable out of his head for a while, and was ready to work on X some more. "What are we doing today?"
"Ah...Rock." Light walked out of a dark room connected to a lab. "Once again, I have to ask you to please not ask too many questions about this part. We're....well. We're making X anatomically correct, and this is very delicate work..." He coughed, face turning slightly pink. "So I will need your skills to do this. I might do something unfortunate with these old bones."
"Alright!" Rock cocked his head. "What is that, though? Am I like that?"
".....yes, Rock, you are." Dr. Light's face was red. "But this is a little different. Now, if you'll just come with me...and please. No questions."
Rock gave a mental shrug and followed his creator into the lab, settling down by him and stared at the page of blueprints open over X. "Oh, it's a penis!" Rock exclaimed happily. He knew what that was. He had one too. At least he was working on familiar ground-something which pleased him greatly. It was easier to work with something he understood. Well... Sort of. He still wasn't sure what it was for, at least on robots. As far as he knew, it was just something boys had.
"So, we're going to build the penis?" He asked curiously, and Dr. Light turned an even brighter shade of red. He sputtered out instructions to Rock, something which confused the boy- the doctor had never had a speech problem as far as he knew- then exited the room as quickly as possible.
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The next couple days were filled with Rock staring at the plans then back to the actual appendage itself, working meticulously. Forte popped in from time to time and made bizarre jokes Rock didn't understand, only to be chased away by Blues within moments. He could tell their fighting was only play, however. They seemed to be getting along a lot better, something which made Rock even happier.
Rock gave a contented sigh, carefully attaching wires from X's penis to the rest of his anatomy. Somehow, despite the fact that they had their lives on the line, almost guaranteed horrible deaths... Rock felt lighter. His dad was talking to him again, he didn't have to fight Forte anymore- they were even friends, and his brother was getting along with his new friend. He found he couldn't even bring himself to hate X anymore- Rather, he hoped to live long enough to actually meet him.
"Looks like you're almost done with that." Blues stated suddenly, looking up from the chip he was fusing to a circuitboard. "You must be relieved." He smiled at him, standing up and walking over to admire Rock's work. Wow. Blues found he couldn't stop staring. "He's. ah.. well, he's really anatomically correct." He sputtered- why was everyone so tongue tied?- as he double-checked the plans to make sure Rock hadn't messed up the scale. Nope. The scale read 5:1, and Rock's work looked rather... accurate. Damn, what was Dr. Light thinking when he designed that?
"Why would I be relieved?" Rock asked curiously. Why was this appendage so important? He gave a small giggle. "Yeah, he is really anatomically correct!" He exclaimed, pointing to the patch of hair X was sporting below the belt. He assumed this was what Blues spoke of, after all Rock didn't have hair down there. He'd even checked to make sure.
Blues stared at him incredulously for several seconds before breaking down into a rather loud fit of laughter. "Rock... You..... Get over here!" He put Rock into a headlock, and the two scuffled for a few moments, thoroughly delighting the boy. Rock hadn't rough housed with his brother in ages.
Forte popped his head in the door again, fully intending to make another lewd comment and get another confused look from Rock, and rolled his eyes when he saw Blues and Rock nearly wrestling on the floor, Rock giggling constantly and a grin on Blues' face. "My, my. What's going on here?" Rock sat up and waved at Forte. Blues surprisingly didn't look upset either. Damn. They were in a good mood, so no taunting...but at least there wasn't all that damn tension that had been lingering around for days.
He raised an eyebrow. "Hello, what's this?" Forte said, wandering over to stare at the finished job. Woah. No wonder Dr. Light was embarrassed. "He's really...yeah." Blues nodded, and Rock looked confused. "Lucky bastard Rock gets to work on him and we miss out on the fun, ne, Blues?" Rock looked even more confused, and Blues turned slightly pink and nodded, a smile on his face.
"Probably why he made Rock do it, Forte. You pervert."
"Hey!" Forte walked over and gave Blues a playful shove. "You would have done the same as me. Taking a freakin' job in a strip club." He was shoved back, and soon the three 'bots were tussling on the floor, interrupted only when Dr. Light wandered back in the room.
The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "If you three are done fooling around, I have some diagnostic tests to run." He smiled slightly, pointedly not looking at X's body on the table. "Say, Forte, weren't you working on the armor?"
Forte pulled himself up off of Blues, who in turn was half on Rock and gave Dr. Light a sarcastic grin. "Yeah, I was. I'm finished now, threw your plans into the trash." He smirked at Dr. Light's stunned expression, and continued. "I mean really, old man, who taught you how to design that crap? Look at Rock and Blues. One good hit to the chest, and they're toast. No protection at all. So I took my armor, found a design less tacky, and gave the guy some real protection." He tapped his chest, to indicate what he was referring to.
Dr. Light smiled slightly and shook his head. Forte could be rather rude in making his point, but he was right. Armor was not Light's area of expertise. He'd designed all his robots to enjoy a peaceful and tranquil life- Not war after war. "Well, as uh.. nice as the thought was behind what you did, you really should show me what you're going to do before doing it, Forte. Still, let's have a look at your armor, and see how it turned out." He smiled and allowed Forte to lead him out of the room.
Rock stared after them, then giggled and collapsed back down from the position he'd been in. "Guess we kinda forgot ourselves, huh? At least nothing got broken." He allowed Blues to help him to his feet, and smiled. "Come on, let's go run those diagnostics with dad!" He grabbed Blues' hand and dragged him out of the room.
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Dr. Light was huddled around several sets of armor Forte had designed, and found there wasn't one he could disprove. "Excellent, Forte. However, one set of armor really would have sufficed."
Forte smiled, really liking this compliment thing, and quickly explained. "Every piece has different abilities and strengths. I figure if Wily doesn't fight fairly, and builds robot after robot with different powers, we could one up him and build different suits that do the same thing...." He trailed off, rubbing the back of his head. "Well.. unless you think it's a bad idea. I mean, I was just-"
Dr. Light pat him on the back encouragingly. "It's a great idea. We'll.. just have to figure out where to put them all." Turning to Rock and Blues, he waved the two of them over, then led everyone to a small computer monitor. "Alright, let's get these tests done with." He pressed a few keys, and several lines of information began racing across the screen.
"Dad?" Rock interrupted with, eyes still locked on the monitor. "Did you see X's penis?" He smiled happily as Blues and Forte covered their mouths, snickering, and Dr. Light coughed loudly.
"Yes... ahh.. good job, Rock." He finally managed, face bright shades of red.
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Rock smiled happily, eating the cookies Roll had brought them happily. "I luff it whehn theyhr stiill hot!" He exclaimed, mouth full. He was tired again, it had been three days since they'd last rested. Yet Dr. Light still slept the least of them all, working relentlessly.
"I'm worried about Dad, though..." He said, stuffing another cookie in his mouth. "W're n't slpng." He swallowed, looking at Blues and Forte. "I mean...we have to be way ahead of Wily, right? The four of us with just him?" He looked over at Forte. "What do you think?"
Forte shrugged. "I don't know. Probably, but he actually works faster than you think...." He thought about what he'd seen last time he went to the lab. "Heh. He has this freakin' girly-bot, tons of blonde hair, probably going to be a bloody sex toy for him on the side." Blues made a face. Rock looked confused. "But if we're lucky, and the 'bot goes berserk, he might end up killing Wily and give us enough warning to get stuff in order. I don't think Wily would just sit idly by while it goes after him; there'll be some sign."
Blues shook his head. "That's just so wrong." He looked up at Forte warningly. "Forget the sextoy thing, pervert. But to think that we're most likely going to end up using Wily's death as a sort of alarm...it's kind of morbid, don't you think?"
A shrug. "Not like I give a fuck about the old bastard." Forte sighed. "All the same...we might want to start thinking about defense. What we're going to do. X isn't going to come to our rescue, you know, what with the testing Light wants to do. Any ideas?"
Rock refrained from commenting on what Forte said about Wily. He'd hate for the man to be killed, as awful a person he was, yet he knew that Wily had given Forte a hard life. "Yeah... We need to find somewhere to protect ourselves and X... Maybe we can hide him." He spoke up with, finishing his cookie. "If he can't find X he can't kill him!"
Forte rolled his eyes. "Oh, and it'd be so easy to hide that capsule, with all the power running into it." He laughed bitterly, reaching for a cookie. "We're better off hiding like ostriches!" Blues started when Forte said that, and reached out, grabbing his hand quickly.
"Wait, what?" Forte stared back at him and his eyes lit up suddenly. The two glanced over at their partner quickly, sighing at the boy, whose mouth was chock full of cookie. "Rock.... Are you thinking what we're thinking?" Blues pushed, grinning. It was perfect. They could run electricity through the floors into.... it just might work!
Rock continued to stare blankly. "No. Sticking our heads in the ground isn't going to help us hide. Why don't we just build some stuff under the ground instead? It'd be a lot easier to hide if he couldn't see our bodies." He smiled at them sweetly, taking a gulp of his milk, and Blues suddenly found himself wondering if the old man had forgotten one of Rock's installation disks.
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"Ugh....." Forte grunted, rolling over onto his side. They were on the floor with an enormous piece of paper, drawing up blueprints for a secret lab, to be hidden far beneath ground level. The damned thing had been a pain from the start. First they had to find a depth far enough to be undetectable. Then they had to figure out a way to build it, without collapsing the house in the meantime. Finally, they settled on a method for that.
Next came the building material. Dr. Light, as it turned out, was rather well off, so buying the materials had been no problem, it was getting them from point A to point B that gave them trouble. They were far stronger than humans, especially in their armor, but Rock, Blues and Forte were still only able to handle so much weight. They now worked on X's room itself, which was on its 14th revision. It was taking so much time; too much time, really. By now it had already been nearly two years since Forte defected, and there was no end to the work in sight, especially with this new project added on. "We really don't have time for this crap." Blues mumbled in agreement with Forte's groans. "We're seriously running out of time. Wily doesn't have to worry about all this. He just needs to build the robot itself."
"Why don't we slow him down some more?" Rock offered, smiling.
"I'd hate to shoot you down, but I'm sure he's increased security tenfold after last time." Forte sighed, stretching onto his back and pushing Rock over onto his side with his foot, receiving a small giggle. "What do you think, Blues? Can we pull it off in time, or do we risk going back there?"
There was a long moment of silent thought as Blues considered it. "....I think we might have to risk it..." He said finally. "It's more dangerous than I'd like...but it's true, we do have this to work on, and a bunch of other defenses we might want. It wouldn't be bad to keep ourselves alive for a little while longer." He shook his head, noting how all of them were automatically assuming they were going to die. Surely they hadn't gotten that pessimistic? They were screwing themselves over by doing that. "We could corrupt Wily's computers...but one of us is going to have to stay here to help Dr. Light. He can't do this alone." Both him and Forte looked at Rock.
"Hey!" Rock began to pout. "Why do I have to stay behind?" Both his friend and his brother glared at him. "...fine." He let his head sink to the floor. "I...guess someone has to stay behind, just in case...." He trailed off. "Go tell Dr. Light, then. I'll keep working."
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"This is so stupid." Forte growled, dashing through the hallways. "Be the distraction for Wily and the others, he says. Keep everyone busy, he says. Fuck, where the hell is that bastard Blues anyway?" He ran around another corner, hoping like hell that Blues was getting his shit done.
Blues, meanwhile, was in Wily's lab, working hurriedly before the doctor returned and he had to leave. He glanced over his shoulder at the motionless, near-complete body of the nameless robot. It was creepy as hell, and he half-expected the blonde to open his eyes and grab him as he uploaded the virus to Wily's computers. It was just something simple, to keep him busy for another month or two. Physical damage to the robot would do nothing. Wily had replacement parts all over, and he'd be back on track in days if Blues wasted his time smashing things.
"There," He muttered, grabbing his shield, and he was just about to get the hell out when he noticed the robot's programming scrolling across a screen across the room. ...Maybe he could take another couple of minutes...
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Forte dodged several shots at his feet, returning fire, then turned a sharp left, punching in the code to open the door there. Shit! Maybe he was making too good of a distraction.
"Fuck!!" He growled loudly, punching in random codes, one after another. That bastard had changed the combinations. He'd probably been anticipating something like this from the start!
A shot grazed his cheek and he dodged instinctively. He was cornered, he had been relying completely on this door being able to open. He began to punch codes faster and faster, dodging whatever shots were fired at him. God, those twats needed some serious training. They couldn't hit the broad sign of a barn. His smirk died instantly as a shot hit the back of his chestplate, scorching it. "Okay, now I'm mad!" He yelled, then kicked the door. "Open goddamnit!!" He heard more shots being fired, none of them coming close to hitting him, then suddenly a body was pressed against his and an arm snaked out, punching a code into the box.
"Nice distraction." Blues smirked, resting his chin on Forte's shoulder. "Running yourself into a corner. I changed the combinations so no one would be able to get at you, and you go and do that." He gave Forte a small nudge forward, past the door, then glanced back as it slid shut behind them. "Let's get the hell out of here."
Forte glared back at Blues, blushing lightly at the contact they'd had, then nodded slightly. "Yeah, before you try and kill me again." He began to lead his partner down the halls quickly, stopping only to allow Blues to open the doors. "You know, you could have told me you were going to do that." He stated pointedly.
"Ah, but what about the element of surprise." Blues received a sour look from Forte. "Maybe next time you'll think twice before trying to jump my brother's bones." He poked Forte's chest, then led them through to the teleportation room. "Speaking of Rock, we'd better get back there before he gets bored without us. "
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Rock lay flat on his back with his leg in the air, and balanced a pencil on the tip of his toe by the tip. In short, Rock was bored. Extremely bored. "Why do they get to have all the fun?" He sighed. " 't was my idea." He turned his head, throwing his audience a sulky look. "It's not fair, is it?" Gospel lay stretched on his side, sleeping while Rush simply wagged his tail, waiting for a treat. "At least you guys understand." He smiled, tossing them both a cookie.
Rock smiled at his two doggie companions, taking a cookie for himself and chewing on it slowly. Where were those two? He was beginning to get a little worried.... what if they were dead? What if they were hurt and about to be tortured? He sat up, worrying some more...then blinked as he heard a door open and Forte and Blues strode in. Well, Blues strode in. Forte just shuffled irritably. He smiled at them. "Hello, guys!" He stood up and dashed over to give Blues a hug, then detached to give another one to Forte. "I was starting to get a little worried."
Forte smirked as Rock rested his head on the taller boy's shoulder. He stuck his tongue out at Blues. Hah. Let the brother-lusting pervert see that Rock liked him more after all.
"Anyway, we have to get back to work." Blues sighed. "We're fine, Rock. I managed to get the virus going, and Wily will be annoyed as all hell." He grinned. "And when he's irritated, he won't work as well as he usually does. Gives us a few more weeks, at the least."
Forte rolled his eyes, detaching Rock from his torso. "You're a dork. Now hurry the hell up, this building shit is heavy."
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Ending Author's Notes: Aaaand so the fic just keeps going.
Next chapter: Natural blondes, some people have sex, and the angst REALLY begins. ^_^
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